American comics: This guy is crazy

What is this?

The same question popped up in the minds of the Space Marines and Chaos Demons at the same time.

An unknown world full of death, with a heart-pounding pressure, is simply a forbidden area where living things are forbidden to set foot.

Aww…

The loud dragon roar suddenly spread throughout the subspace.

A terrifying dragon creature like a huge mountain tore open the dimension door with its claws.

The natural pressure of the dragon clan seemed to be suppressed by a natural superior, making both sides feel fearful.

Alan shouted to the Chaos Dragon: "Azu, there is a little bastard bullying me."

The eyes of the Chaos Dragon, like two suns, looked at the Space Marines and Chaos Demons with a sharp look.

Oops!

It's over...

Seeing the Chaos Dragon crossing different dimensions and descending into this world.

The Chaos Demon was the first to react. The Demon Prince sacrificed a half-mechanical and half-biological demon to complete the time stagnation effect, trying to create time to escape.

In an instant, a white light fell from the sky.

The demon prince didn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, and was only thinking about escaping for his own life.

However, a group of dragon breath hit the white light space channel directly.

In the subspace webway, it is indeed the home field of the Chaos Demon, but in the face of absolute strength, there is no home field advantage.

"Kill!"

Then, thousands of skeletons and undeads poured out.

The terrifying aura on their bodies indicated that they had good combat power. At least in the eyes of the Space Marines, they were far beyond the limit of what they could fight.

And the initiator of everything looked really ordinary.

"Alan, you traveled again?"

Hela, who came along the dimensional gate, locked onto the figure of the main person at the first time.

Only Alan often opened the portal to his territory.

Besides, he was the only one who could drive the skeletons and undead.

"Hakai mother."

Alan came up to him with a smug look, and said very proudly: "This is my ninth time traveling through time, and there is only one more time to complete it. Anyway, I am so strong that I am proud of my elder son."

"Ah..."

Hela responded indifferently.

"Ah?"

Seeing her reaction, Allen raised his voice a few notes, with an incredible expression: "I tried so hard, and you only ah?"

"Yeah."

Hela glanced at her lightly: "Or else um..."

"..."

Alan suddenly covered his heart with his hands, pretending to be heartbroken: "I hate Mom the most."

However, Hela rolled her eyes as if nothing had happened.

Tsk...

Seeing that she didn't cooperate with him to play the deep mother-son relationship, Allen curled his lips in disdain and said disdainfully: "Sister Haidai, you have become unfamiliar to me, and now you don't want to cooperate with me to act."

"Let's talk about business."

Hela straightened her posture and asked: "Are you going to attack this world?"

Yeah!

Alan pinched his nose and said bluntly: "This world is sick, very sick, and Dr. Allen needs to treat it."

It's so high-sounding.

In fact, it's to attack this world.

If it weren't for the value of the Undead Legion, Hela would be jealous, otherwise she wouldn't bother to ask.

Now, in the pattern of the underworld, Hela can be said to be the only one in power.

With the deterrent effect of the Undead Legion, many Death Lords came to join them, and there was a vague sign of becoming a first-class force.

However, with the twenty-first-level Chaos Dragon sitting in charge, other forces could only watch and dare not make actual responses.

During the chat, Allen's mechanic professional level rose rapidly.

The Chaos Demons like a tide are mobile experience packs.

"Little guys, capture the Chaos Space Marines alive, and kill the Space Marines if they resist."

Allen has his own considerations.

Chaos Space Marines are a good signboard.

Letting the Undead Skeletons go out to do things is not treating them as villains.

"Hela, you don't go home?"

Allen looked at Hela who refused to leave and felt strange.

This is not the underworld, and staying here will cause her own power to decline.

"If I go home now, you won't see me anymore." Hela smiled bitterly.

"Who?!"

Alan frowned and asked, "Who wants to harm my mother?"

Hela said frankly, "I am in danger in the underworld now. Without your undead army, I probably won't survive the next day."

That's true. Otherwise, Hela is not interested in staying in a strange world.

It's all because she is not in her own territory. At most, she can play a slightly stronger combat power than Thor.

And it's related to the different worlds where the source of power belongs.

In the past, Hela's power anchor was Asgard.

Now it is bound to the territory of the underworld. It is naturally weakened by the projection of the dimensional field.

"That's okay."

Alan smiled awkwardly and promised, "I will expand the scale of the undead army and station it in your territory later."

After figuring out the reason, Alan commanded the undead army.

Hela whistled at the dimensional gate, and the next moment the giant wave Fenrir stuck out his tongue and exhaled.

After all, it is the exclusive mount of the goddess of death, so Hela naturally has to stay by her side.

In the territory, the natives of the Underworld can be sacrificed, but Fenrir cannot be spared.

"Stab him in the lower body with the sword."

"Press him to the ground and rub him, cut off the extra organs, don't kill this Chaos Space Marine."

"Don't give face to the demons, just chop them to death, don't break them into pieces, I need them as materials for summoning the undead."

"..."

However, when Fenrir saw Alan commanding the battle with high spirits, he was immediately scared like a child weighing thousands of pounds, and buried his head deeply behind Hela, whimpering in fear.

"I won't let him bully you, don't be afraid." Hela stroked Fenrir's chin and comforted him.

...

[Enough experience points, mechanic profession lv120]

[Hint: Meet the requirements and return to the main universe at any time. ]

...

Alan was indifferent: "Wow, I reached the maximum level again without noticing."

In the past, it was necessary to go through a hardship that was not considered a hardship, reach the maximum level of the profession in one fell swoop, and then go through a wave of death to return, but now it is becoming more and more perfunctory.

In fact, there are too many chaos demons, and a few hundred experience points for each one cannot withstand the calculation of millions.

The so-called elite space warriors of the empire, when they met the fourteenth-level skeleton god, cast a weakening curse spell on them and immediately turned into immobile figurines.

As for the Chaos Space Warriors, they were seriously injured and were guarded by an eighteenth-level sword god.

"Shit pot."

Alan shouted, and the surrenderer hiding on the side hurriedly stepped forward to respond: "Master, what do you want?"

Of course, this person is willing now.

Not only is he powerful, but he also has a legion that crushes the Chaos Demons. He can be regarded as the hope of mankind.

In my heart, comparing the emperor and Alan, I suddenly felt that there was no comparison between the two.

The false emperor could make his son paralyzed and still sit on the golden toilet with constipation. He can't lead mankind into the future.

Because of the Horus Rebellion, the current human empire has become more and more extreme.

Most expeditionary war groups do things by any means and treat the citizens of the empire as cruelly and bloody as alien races.

Of course, the war groups participating in the rebellion have different purposes, but they all dislike cruel acts.

"I'm going to set up a space security brigade, and you'll be the captain." Allen decided casually.

"Thank you for your trust, Master."

Allen tilted his head and asked, "Shitpot, what's your name?"

"Wang Bowen."

"Fuck, it's a Chinese name."

"Master, my national name is Wang Bowen von Hoyersding."

It was obviously a transliteration problem, and Allen was overthinking.

"Choose one and carry it up."

At this time, Allen started to treat the Chaos Space Marines.

He had already had experience once, and the second time was much easier.

Moreover, there were not many Chaos Space Marines.

There were only a little over a thousand.

The number of Space Marines was originally scarce, and too many people died during the genetic modification process.

The original size of each regiment remained in the thousands, and after the Horus Heresy, the number was reduced again.

During the rebellion, the Space Marines who survived and joined Chaos were halved, and after hundreds of years of war sacrifices, they could gather a thousand people, and only the demon princes under the four vendors were qualified to control them.

On the Empire side, the genetic modification project was revised, and the number of operations was reduced by one third, which greatly improved the survival rate. However, the strength of the Space Marines was far less than 60% of that before the rebellion.

Insufficient combat power, but numbers make up for it.

It is precisely because of the large-scale investment of Space Marines that the Empire has the capital to fight hundreds of battles in the south to maintain its rule.

But unfortunately, the only way to truly save the decline is for the Emperor to wake up from the Golden Throne one day.

One after another, the Chaos Space Marines returned to normal, and they all chose to surrender to Allen without exception.

After two hours of busy work, Allen was too lazy to line up, and his hands kept performing the Divine Light Technique.

"I declare that the Space Security Brigade is established."

Allen said enthusiastically: "Our slogan is to kick over the pseudo-emperor and rob the golden toilet."

"..."

This is really hard to say.

The Space Marines looked at Allen silently, hoping to say something constructive.

"Being a space security guard, eating bear biscuits, teasing the owner Xiaodan, beating the mistress and the mistress..."

Sure enough, Allen is not a qualified leader.

However, the Space Marines were silent in the joy of returning to a new life.

"Let me go."

"You will eventually become skeletons under the Blood God's seat."

"As a demon prince, I can't surrender."

The demon prince suppressed by the Chaos Dragon roared and interrupted Allen's speech.

Allen asked blankly: "Who is the Blood God?"

He only knew the four Chaos vendors, Khorne, Tzeentch, Slaanesh, and Nurgle, how could there be a Blood God.

Speaking of which, Allen has fought the Blood God several times.

That was all Gotham City's business. According to the current strength, one finger can settle it.

"Master, the Blood God is Khorne, representing hatred and war, advocating violence and destruction, craving blood and killing, encouraging followers to start wars, and has the largest number of Chaos demon armies." Wang Bowen explained.

"Not interested, I only look forward to Slaanesh."

Alan said meanly: "I heard that Slaanesh can turn into any shape he likes."

"..."

Master, please put away your unrealistic ideas.

The demon prince has no value in existence, and the Chaos Dragon slaps him to death with one claw.

The lairs of the four Chaos vendors are actually very easy to find. They are all hiding in the subspace, so there is no rush to attack them.

Alan is now mainly considering expanding the Undead Army.

To be honest, in the Warhammer world, the last thing you need is corpses.

However, what Allen needed was corpses.

"It's too slow to refine the bones of corpses one by one. I want to find a simpler way."

Summon the occupation panel.

...

[Character]: Allen (9/10)

[Occupation]: lv120 mechanic

[Skills]

Mechanical Heart: 300% increase in talent for mechanical creation.

Heavenly Wisdom lv0: Can quickly comprehend all knowledge in the field of physical science.

Mechanical Repair lv0: Can understand repairs for machines within the cognitive field.

Mechanical Manufacturing lv0: With the blueprint, you can manufacture mechanical creations.

Mechanical Creation lv0: Inspiration pops up inadvertently, and obtains mechanical drawings of existing knowledge.

Intelligent Programming lv0: Through relevant learning, you can quickly accumulate programming knowledge.

Intelligent Mechanical Field lv0: Intelligent AI combined machinery, your intelligent mechanical creation.

[World]: Warhammer 40K

[Requirement]: The current occupation is full of lv120, and you can return to the original timeline.

...

The seemingly simple skill list actually contains immeasurable terrifying strength.

As long as the conditions are sufficient, Allen can create an intelligent machine civilization.

Similar to the Cybertron race of Transformers, it can even easily surpass them.

To make it clear, Allen has the profession of alchemist. When used with mechanics, it is naturally a magical intelligent machine civilization.

"There is a little trick."

Allen could not help but surrender to the mothership that was stationary in the subspace.

There is no doubt that it is a ready-made material library. Just dismantle it and brush the skills.

"Unita Sensen, wake up and fill my head with knowledge."

"Yes, Commander."

It is worth mentioning that after solving the crisis of the gods, the artificial intelligence Unita did not return to Arkham Fortress, but has been simulated as a hospital gown.

Moreover, Unita without the Mind Gem is no longer as smart as before, and should be regarded as a copy without a soul.

Of course, Allen has always kept it in mind and will go back to find the Mysterio to get the Mind Gem back and let Unita Sensen come back again.

The next moment, liquid metal simulated a pair of glasses, recording the existing scientific knowledge of all mankind and sending it to the iris.

For a while, Alan greedily absorbed relevant knowledge.

Machinery is just a shell, and intelligence is the key.

Of course, with the Unita blueprint, there is no need to worry about programming knowledge.

"The knowledge has been injected into my stupid brain."

After preparation, Alan began to dismantle the mothership, intending to build a bone refining expansion instrument that combines alchemy and machinery, so that it would be convenient to summon undead skeletons on a large scale.

Dismantle! Dismantle! Dismantle!

In the puzzled eyes of the interstellar security guards, Alan roughly dismantled the tools that could carry them out of the subspace network.

Then, in an incredible way, he made a series of strange instruments.

The shape is unbearable to look at, completely inconsistent with the aesthetics of the human world, and even different from the rough style of the Warhammer world. It is simply a bunch of parts randomly pieced together, and it is impossible to guess the function.

The problem is that he is the boss, and they can only stare at him.

"Clang clang clang..."

"The bone refining amplifier is on the stage!"